It’s always nice to sit back, grab a lollipop and enjoy being a kid again. ’Tis always how I feel whenever I watch animated films — Studio Ghibli!
That cultish cat thing is creepy tbh. Still cute though.
I don’t know but it’s already going rains and cold weather when I go fascinated by tank tops. I even made my own design and I’m really excited to rock it, but where to print it?
Work is getting stressful everyday, our daily volume ramped up to 400% since last month and I don’t see it going down. Ihi lang ang pahinga.
I pledged to jog every morning of my rest days but, of course, I’m Rain. I failed to jog today. Let’s try again tomorrow.
At this early age, I’m already thinking of having a son (who’s willing? lol).
Just when the audience thought that the concert was over, the lights turned back on and the girls sang the song that every SONE would remember.
I find it ironic-and-amazing that they choose to sing Into the New World as the finale for almost all of their major concerts. It is their debut song, and also, the song that made them receive a bad welcome. I can’t do anything but feel emotional whenever I watch this. The song put its meaning into life, it’s something they did together to the end. The black ocean they had before glitters now with light and shouts cheers for them. I’m not saying all of these as a fan, but as a person challenged by hitches and all of life’s glitches. Other than people I look up to, these girls are my inspiration. They fought, they strove hard, they entered a new world.
- Mom: why do you watch girl groups
- Mom: why are you screaming in front of the computer
- Mom: they all look the same
- Mom: do they still eat
- Mom: are you sure she's 23? she looks 12
- Mom: why does her hair look like seaweeds
- Mom: why do you do the dance steps
- Mom: ARE YOU GAY
While floating high above
I stole into your dreams
Looking at you looking at me
Is the best view ever seen.
While seeing you adore
The face you hurt yourself
I sing my songs of love
- All echoes of your name.
What happened to the slaps and blows?
All covered with my memory
Of you lighting the match
That set my centre aflame.
While floating high above
I dig the deepest grave
For the dead left alive
The best act I can give.
Reblogging this because I miss my failed red hair. But until now, ‘di ko parin alam kung anong nangyari.
While waiting for GG’s English album (which I do not approve), get on your headphones and hear 18 girls sing. Kidding, they’re just nine (still big?) singing they’re breakthrough hit in two languages: Korean in your left ear, Japanese in your right. I enjoy listening to their cute + harmonious voices and adding another language in the same track doubles that. This is a bit of a throwback but still, enjoy!
This plays best when listening with headphones.
And there went our faces. My fun day out with my very good friend, Lendl.
Despite me exhibiting my not-so-friendly and overly unapproachable character, I still receive random gifts. Brownies!
It’s not a secret that I’m a fan of Studio Ghibli films, and here I have the one fighting as my favourite. Though not as surreal as Spirited Away and as cutesy-cutesy as My Neighbor Totoro, the film showed me that charm my strange-to-childish amusement seek.
Set in, on, UNDER, and just around a single houseold, Arrietty the Borrower (The Secret World of Arrietty in North America) surprisingly has that amount of suspense to build a little adventure. Aside from our heroine and her family being puny, no other fantasy is poured into the movie which makes it a unique Ghibli film; plus, there’s the heart-breaking ending.
A might-be second-rank Hayao Miyazaki film but still, this is probably the one I’ll recommend if you want to watch S. Ghibli’s.
Other S. Ghibli films I recommend:
Life has changed and some things are left forgotten.
I’m renaming my blog from Still Far From Cocytus — I suppose you know how bad it means — to a simple name: Astarge.
I met Astarge 8 years ago, in the middle of a search. He became my companion, confidant and adviser. For all the help he’d done, he became synonymous to hope.. though I gave him up.
Because my blog turns into an personal blog/extended Twitter, I decided to use his name to be its title, for Astarge knows me deeply, personally.. and to prove that despite all life’s changes, he is not forgotten.
The sorrow of My Chemical Romance’s dissolution extends this week so I played my MCR playlist in the office. My office mates were all surprised that I also listen to hard music (to think that MCR isn’t that hard). They complain when I play K-Pop and J-Pop because they say they’re incomprehensible, they complain when I listen to rock because they say it’s stressful. WTF guys, wait get my J-Rock tracks on my phone.
In a related story, I heard my seatmate — I call him “no-carbs” for a reason — singing along with Run Devil Run.
It’s my first Maundy Thursday at work and it feels great anticipating the double pay. To complete the happiness, I ate a total of 14 doughnuts this week.
Les cheeks et teeth. Showcasing my imperfections.